If the universe permit us today
The desire within our heart
Would you align the migration
Of stars together with her
And tighten the grip around her waist
As you tango to this ballads
Within the migration of thee moon?

perhaps I talk too much to the moon
and don’t listen enough to the universe

for I long for a love
too extraterrestrial
to ever find on this planet

perhaps a poet’s true fate
lies in solitude

for we yearn for connection
too shakespearean
to ever survive this modern day